Driving in to town I pass by this scene. If I'm lucky, I catch the sun striking the sternwheeler as it crests above the mountains. At just the right moment a golden sparkle reflects off so many surfaces - snow, river mist, and this familiar landmark in Whitehorse. It is all I can do to keep my eyes on the road, but, sometimes I do pull over, and take time to watch yet another Yukon light show play over the land. I am never disappointed.